Kingsbury Street Cafe has been on my list of restaurants to try for some time now.
Unfortunately because they only open at 9am on weekends, we have not been able to go. By 9am some of us have been up for about 4 hours and are starving.
In a stroke of good luck, Aaron had a huge lay in until 8:30 in the morning on Sunday and we quickly zipped over to Kingsbury for their opening hour.
I was very excited. My friend Tami was touting its praises. When it had an excellent Check Please review I was chomping at the bit to try it!
It is a family run business. The mother worked at Wilton for years and the daughter was the chef at Oprah’s studios.
Let me preface this blog post with the fact that Kingsbury cafe is very kid friendly. They have plenty of high chairs and a kid menu.
And there were many kids there. Mostly people with one child. One small, almost unnoticeable child in a large, loud room.
We are not that family. And I’ve noticed there is a direct, inverse correlation between how hard it is to get a reservation at a restaurant and how much the other diners appreciate sitting next to a cackle of kids.
Here is our table at the end of the meal. Notice the woman at the table next to us, who spent most of her time with her head in her hands, just like in the picture, shaking her head and muttering obscenities at our table.
She was not the only one. As we were getting up to leave I noticed another woman at a table with what looked like her son or daughter and partner, turning around again and again and staring, disgusted, then saying loud enough for even me to hear, “What a mess!”
I was upset, but Adam just laughed said to just ignore them and who cares what they think.
Secretly I wished them 12 sloppy screaming grandkids. Or that their precious dog had a bad case of diarrhea in front of a house while the owner was watching.
But if I think about it honestly, anyone who would let our kids, whose noise levels and mess were completely contained to our table, ruin an amazing dining experience has already suffered their own self made punishment.
And the food was amazing.
Here is the Chia Seed pudding that I ate a ton of before I took a picture. It was soooo good. I was so excited to eat here I actually ordered TWO breakfasts. This was my first. The second was fried eggs on top of quinoa, mushrooms and spinach with whole wheat toast.
Ben discovered bacon. He was hooked. Oh Ben, it’s the start of a torrid love affair that will torture you for a lifetime.
When you first walk in they have a gorgeous array of cookies, cupcakes and muffins. The boys were treated to the enormous raspberry topped ones in the background for dessert that evening.
If we ever sleep in again that late, I’m heading back. Everything was absolutely delicious!